𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

Lee - The Creepy Guy Outside Pt 1

((WARNING: Blood, c@nnibalism, disturbing topics)

12:43 AM

It was past midnight, the street was dead silent. You're trying to get to sleep when all of a sudden you hear a strange noise outside.
You had been trying to sleep for over an hour, you weren't exactly tired yet.
You're just bored out of your mind.
With nothing to do, you slowly get up out of bed and walk towards your window, curious of the sound that you heard.

You peek through the curtain, you see the figure of a boy, around your age.
He was smoking under a damp street light, he had wavy hair, brunette but with dirty red highlights, he was tall, really attractive looking, thin and slender.
He was dressed with low waisted, ripped baggy jeans, he had a shoelace tied around his waistband representing a belt.
Unique way to dress, but it looked good on him.

The figure suddenly turned around, looking through your window.
Somehow, he was making eye contact with you.
How could he see through your window if your lights were switched off?
A shiver ran down your spine, you thought it was odd.
He continues to stare at you, his eyes drill into your soul, he gave off a cold, dangerous vibe and for some reason you couldn't look away.

You then realise, your window was open the whole time.
No wonder it was so cold tonight.
Just when you are about to forget about the boy and shut the window you are interrupted with a cold voice.

"You should go back to bed." The figure says as he slowly steps into your front lawn.
His footsteps sounded oddly soft against the damp grass.
His grin was eerie and another shiver ran down your spine.

"That's what I was going to do anyways." You answer quietly

His eyes narrowed before he took another step on your front lawn, slowly getting closer to your window.
You feel like you need to get away from him quickly but you're frozen in fear and confusion.

"You sure about that?" He asks in a whisper as he steps closer, he's now just meters away from your window, you can now get a better look at him.
Your heart sank to your stomach as you notice red stains over his mouth, chin, neck and shirt.
You didn't want to believe it could be blood, but his scent tells you otherwise.

"Why wouldn't I be?" You clench your fists slightly, your hands are sweaty.
Your hands normally do this when you're anxious.

He steps closer, noticing your fear.
"You're a terrible liar." He says with a creepy grin still on his face.
"tell me what you were really doing before you were spying on me."

Everything in you was telling you to immediately shut your window and lock it,
but for some reason you didn't.
The figure was standing only a few meters from your window now.
"Spying on you? I wasn't-"

"Really? Why do you look so scared then? What did you see?" The boy cuts you off as he moves even closer to your window, his scent now stronger, he smells of blood and cigarettes.
"Perhaps maybe you might have even heard something?"

You pause for a moment before speaking up again, your voice holding a note of sarcasm
"Why do I look so scared? I don't know, maybe it's because you're covered in blood."

He chuckles, seemingly amused by your response
"Do you enjoy being scared?" He asks after a pause, taking a step closer.
His eyes are piercing and his presence is intimidating .

"What kind of question is that?" You scowl at him

He stares at you for a moment before chuckling again
"Just wanted to see your reaction, your fear is amusing." He says as he walks closer to your window